After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums

   Chapter 138 138: Daydreaming?

  Emperor Cheng De instantly showed a look of enlightenment.

   Finally figured out what was wrong, the queen was too quiet today.

  In the past, whenever he came back to Jingren Palace for dinner, the queen would greet him with joy, serve him attentively, and talk to him happily. Since when did the queen become so respectful and indifferent when he came to Jingren Palace for dinner?

  Emperor Cheng De couldn't figure it out, after all, he rarely had the chance to eat at the same table with the queen in a year.

   "Why don't you speak?"

   "The emperor said that you can't eat or sleep without talking."

  Emperor Cheng De was taken aback: "..."

  Did he say that?

   Certainly not.

   But I vaguely remembered that I used to eat at the Queen's place. The Queen kept looking for something to chat with him, and he told her not to disturb him while eating.

  Is this a vengeance?

  Women are really stingy.

  Emperor Cheng De pursed his lips in disgust, the hall was quiet, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.

  After the meal, Yunlu and others brought up fresh melons and fruits.

  Chu Jinyan was holding a jujube, and suddenly said to Empress Song: "There are so many fruits, the queen mother can't finish it all by herself, my son will take some back."

  There are fewer fruits that can be eaten in winter, but there is no shortage of seasonal things in the palace. Chu Jinyan looked at the bright purple grapes, and subconsciously thought of Lu Xiang's black and bright pupils.

   "I can finish eating." Empress Song said without thinking.

   "It's not good to eat too many melons and fruits when it's cold, so do me a favor for my son."

  Empress Song immediately understood that Chu Jinyan wanted to send it to Lu Xiang.

   "Okay, Sang Ye, take the rest back to His Highness the Eighth Prince."

   "Yes, ma'am." Sang Ye replied, and turned to pack the fruit.

  Chu Jinyan left with a food box.

  Empress Song looked at Emperor Chengde who was sitting in the hall drinking tea and did not get up, and said: "Isn't the emperor going?"

   "Cough...cough cough cough..." Emperor Cheng De choked on a mouthful of tea and almost didn't spit it out, staring at Queen Song with a pair of eagle eyes: "Queen, what do you mean?"

   Eat the guts of a leopard, don't you actually drive him away?

  Although he has no intention of staying overnight, leaving and being driven away are two different concepts.

  Empress Song blinked innocently, looked at the dense night outside, and reminded: "It's getting late, the emperor should go back to rest earlier."

  Emperor Cheng De's face suddenly stretched long, it was extremely ugly, he got up angrily, and he walked to the bedroom: "I won't come back, come and change my clothes."

   You can leave as soon as you say.

  I don't want to lose face?

  Empress Song stood in the hall blankly as if struck by lightning...

  On the day of the New Year's Eve, thin snowflakes floated in the sky again, falling softly on people's shoulders.

Lu Xiang's carriage stopped at the gate of Dali Temple. It was almost noon when Sheng Xian walked out with a boy covered in blood and wearing thin clothes. In front of the two of them, Chu Jinyan's tall figure walked in front. , his face was as cold as frost, and his whole body was wrapped in wind and snow, exuding the pressure of extreme cold.

   "Miss, come out." Ah Man said into the car.

  Lu Xiang opened the car door and said, "Come up quickly."

  Chu Jinyan's face darkened: "If a man and a woman don't know each other, he will sit in a sedan chair."

  How could he tolerate other men staying in the same carriage as Lu Xiang?

   "That's fine." Lu Xiang nodded: "Thank you for today's matter, Your Highness, and I will leave first."

   "Well, go, don't stay in other people's homes if you have nothing to do, go back earlier." Chu Jinyan said.

  When the noble and cold eyebrows fell on Lu Xiang, there was a trace of warmth.

  Lu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded blankly and left.

  Huo Pengzheng walked around the room restlessly early in the morning, opening the door to take a look from time to time.

   "Master, lunch is ready, do you want to eat now?" The woman at home came up and asked.

  Huo Peng waved his hand irritably: "Don't eat."

  The son still doesn't know if he can come back safely, so he doesn't have the heart to eat at this time.

  The mother-in-law didn't dare to ask more questions after hearing the words, so she withdrew.

   Until he went out to look again, he saw a carriage slowly approaching, followed by a soft sedan chair.

  Huo Peng was breathing hard, and he was clasping the door frame nervously.

  The carriage stopped, Lu Xiang walked out of the car, and Huo Pengzheng strode up to greet her: "Miss Lu." He called out, his eyes fixed on the sedan chair behind.

  Fangzheng's face was full of excitement and fear, and various emotions kept changing.

Just as he was struggling, he saw the car curtain being lifted, and Huo Yi, who was covered in blood, came out. When he saw his father's majestic and terrifying face, he rushed over and hugged Huo Yi regardless of the pain in his body. Pengzheng burst into tears with a "wow".

   "Whoah, daddy... daddy... I thought I'd never see you again... I'm so scared in prison..."

  Huo Pengzheng was startled by his son's wailing, and it was the first time he saw him crying like this while hugging himself.

  Huo Yi is really scared, the feeling of being on the verge of death when he was tortured, I can't help shivering now thinking about it.

  Huo Peng was being softened by Huo Yi's crying, and he patted him on the back awkwardly and said: "It's okay, it's okay..."

   As he spoke, he looked towards Lu Xiang.

  Snowflakes fluttered in the sky, the girl stood there with a smile on her face, a pair of black eyes shining like clouds on her unpainted face, her whole body was spotless.

   "Miss Lu, come into the room and talk."

  Huo Peng was pulling away his crying son, and hurriedly cupped his hands to Lu Xiang.

  He was only concerned about whether his son would come back with a full tail, and he ignored the snow outside.

  Lu Xiang was wearing fox fur and a hat, holding a small heater in his hand, but he didn't mind the father and son getting excited outside for a while.

   Entering the house, Ah Man took off the fox fur for her, and went to the side with a handkerchief to gently wipe off the snowflakes on it.

  Huo Peng was helping Huo Yi back to his room, and then sent someone to invite a doctor, and let the servant help him change his clothes first.

   As soon as he lay on the soft bed, Huo Yi felt the pain like broken bones all over his body, and he hissed and gasped in pain.

  It wasn't that there was no pain before, but that compared with the fear of death, these pains were simply unexpected.

"Father, am I really okay?" Huo Yi didn't know what was going on, he only knew that someone took him out of the prison, stuffed him into a sedan chair and went home: "What should I do next? Was the makeover sent away?"

   "Then you must prepare some more money for me. By the way, have you bought the house for the new residence?"

  The corners of Huo Pengzheng's mouth twitched slightly, his hands were behind his back, and he stared at his son condescendingly: "You should laugh secretly if you can save your life, and I will prepare money and a house for you. Are you daydreaming?"

  Huo Yi shrank his neck from the yelling, and didn't dare to refute: "Then...then I can't do anything." How can he support himself?

Huo Pengzheng laughed out of anger, but seeing that Huo Yi was covered in wounds and his shoulders were still bleeding, he didn't want to scold him again: "It's just in the capital, there's no need to go anywhere, let's take care of your wounds, and when you recover from your injuries, you'll be like a cow or a horse." Go and repay Miss Lu's great kindness, and if you make troubles, the emperor will not be able to save you."

  (end of this chapter)